SNEEZE!

tuesday was terrible. i couldnt stop sneezing. mucus just flowed on and on. i wonder just how many packs of tissue i have used. yes, i'm down with a flu. thought i'd be fine. that was, until i got home and realised that i was down with a fever as well. goodness. immediately i thought of the match today. and the chem retest. and that keli accidentally brought my chem test paper home. it was just a bad, bad day.

popped some pills, went to bed.
and here i am.

if i feel better, i shall go back to school later at three for the match.
if i dont feel better, i will STILL go back to school later, to support the girls.

i am down, but not out.
i am sick, but not dead.

recently i've been thinking about school, about jc life to be exact. is this really what i wanted? mugging and slogging, huffing and puffing, staying up late to rush work or mug after a tiring session of soccer practice, on and on. jc life is really dead. thank goodness for my classmates, my friends(sheri, loga, izaac) and the soccerettes.

anabel asked me in the canteen on tuesday: " what makes you happy?"
i looked at her, met her gaze, and i knew, she was extremely unhappy.
i was, too, but i didnt say so.

i said: " i was much happier in secondary school."
she nodded her head furiously, and i knew she really felt so.
we both felt so.

it really is different.
waking up every morning is a struggle. and when i reach the tall grey gate, all i see are dragonboaters doing pull-ups, brown-colored figures everywhere, people mugging, people laughing, people stoning. i walk to the parade grounds alone, in search of my friends. at the end of lessons, i walk home alone, plugged in to my ipod, thinking about the day.

in the past, i couldnt wait to get to school. i was always the first few to arrive, and we would all sit in a circle on the parade square, crapping or mugging together.



lessons were never a bore, because we would always be secretly writing messages, or passing sweets around(remember the lime mentos?) or laughing at the teacher. i hardly slept in class, and everyone would look forward to recess time 10.50 am.



i would always be the one going down to eat, and smuggling food up to the classroom. i would always be the one with pockets stuffed with lo mai kai, or sandwiches or milo packets. before i stepped out of the door, i knew someone would always shout: " eh cheryl help me buy ham and cheese sandwich!"

after school, we always knew where to go, the first stop would be the bubble tea shop, then the coffee shop, then either shopping malls or emma's house.

we were a bunch of youthful and lively teens, and we lived life to the fullest. i remember my nickname in sec 3 was JIPOOSAI, given by izaac. lol. then in sec 4, it became DAM, or DAMN. haha. and angelia's sec 3 nickname was NEHNEHPOK and in sec 4 it became MAMA. wenlin was simply known as HAM, huiqi known as EMMA, qingloon known as MUSH(because his hair resembled a mushroom), hanyong known as BEAR(cos he looked like a bear. LOL!), siyang known as BEIHUN(he was so fair like drugs aka white powder), yongjin called BIG GUMS, izaac called ALICE THE SLUT, krissy called MAMASAN, ruishan known as LAONA, clarence called TIGER, loga called GAGA or sometimes LOGS, etc. affectionate it was. i am smiling as i'm typing this.



really, sec 3 and 4 life were the best years of my life. i'm glad that sheri, loga and izaac are still with me in nanyang now. alice the slut, let's go through this together hey? we'll brave through it. take my hand now, i wont let it go.